How could Ethan Seymour just let it go like this?
No one at the office? Fine, then let's go to his home.
Ethan Seymour and James Reed made a beeline for Charles Seymour's home, though of course the security guards stopped them.
After checking in with someone, they were finally allowed in.
"Charles Seymour, come out here!" Ethan Seymour started shouting as soon as he entered the villa.
"Please, can you have some decency and not cause such a ruckus?" Sophie Wilson descended slowly from upstairs, looking impatiently at Ethan Seymour, "You're louder than a woman!"
"Sophie Wilson, I'm not wasting my breath on you. Bring Charles out!" Ethan Seymour didn't care to talk to Sophie Wilson. What was she anyway? Was she even worthy of conversing with him?
"Don't wanna talk to me, huh? Fine, then leave." Sophie Wilson scoffed with a laugh.
"Just because you tell me to go, I go? Who do you think you are?" Ethan Seymour sneered. Sophie Wilson was so audacious, where did she get the nerve?
